Training a Gambler

I shall have you richly prepared For the notorious life of card: Have you grasp another life hard, By far tougher than that of bard; What one does, all the time on guard; For steady losses: A Retard. You’ll figure why saints want it barred Or with a pen for the same starred... The music one craves for: Hard rock But while it plays obeying clock. Timely entry of phoned cops block; At the closest road mounted block! You could do with a screening smock; Black spectacles for eyes that mock. Your victors plans to slaughter cock Not where rivals could their guns cock… Don’t rule out a “Stand in the dock” And cash there-from don’t goods stock…